From the Poet Laureate

As a tribute to Kenny Giltner, the only departed resident/member of the 340 Club, this week in the Poet Laureate’s corner we feature some of Kenny’s writings. If I was a shrink perhaps I could analyze them for a deeper meaning. Alas, they must speak for themselves. Here they are –

1) Drunk

Drunk 23 hours a day; sleeping 1 hour a day. Disturbing the peace, sleeping in the gutter, public rowdiness.

2) Joe Cool

Rampaging motorcycle through old Lady Murphy’s petunia patch (ask hm why); arrested for loitering at Charlie’s Pizza Palace for refusing to leave after closing. Had to be carried out by sitting in booth (ask him why).

3) untitled

Mr. Albert Ass Hole please approach the bench … 85 in 25 zone count; speeding aggravated assault! Raping your AA; chasing a Little Old Lady Down the street with a vi

Unfortunately that is where the prose ends. Years later, Kenny interrupted a breakfast with his elderly parents, excusing himself saying he would be right back. He descended into the basement and seconds later took his own life with a pistol.

The world was a better place when he was here; and he is in a better place now. God Bless!